Lani Lynn Vale Novels & Stories

"We have not officially met, I am Valerie." Solana looked down at her hand as if it would bite her. I was guessing that she would not take it, but to my surprise, she reluctantly did. "Judging from the fact that I was once in your dungeons, I guess I don't need an introduction." Valerie's smile didn't falter, despite Solana's hostile attitude. "Yes, I know. Solana Ewan." "Nice to meet you, Luna." Solana said in a sarcastic tone, and now I wondered if Valerie was truly not annoyed, or was just too good at pretending. Because she even laughed.

I climbed onto the rock and stood beside her, following her gaze across the valley below. What if you don’t have to fight? You know Cato is his mother’s son right? On the surface of it, he’s a lot like Alpha Loren, but deep down, he has the Luna’s values. Things will improve after December 20th. She set her marvellous amber eyes on mine. Can you promise that?

"Sino ka? At anong kailangan mo sa akin?" ​Lumabas ang isang dalaga. Halos kasing-edad lang niya. Nakasuot ito ng tactical leather jacket, may mahabang itim na buhok, at mga matang tila nakakita na ng maraming giyera. Siya si Valerie. ​"Ang kailangan ko ay ang tulong mo para pigilan ang Daddy mo," diretsong sabi ni Valerie. ​"Anong sinabi mo?" galit na tugon ni Liam. "Hindi mo kilala ang Daddy ko. He’s a hero."

Her knees followed, pressing into the dirt as she began to rise. "I am Kira Valen," she whispered to herself. The faint gasps and whispers from the pack reached Tahila who was busy addressing the crowd as she mockingly said, "Looks like our dear Luna has refused to submit. My apologies, everyone. I thought that would have been the best option, but I will have to knock her out instead." As Tahila spoke to the crowd, she began noticing that the murmurs from the crowd were growing louder, and they had this surprised look on their faces, their eyes, and attention somewhere else.

“It’s a gift. I’m just not sure whether you’ll like it.” “A gift?” Navia looked genuinely surprised. She hadn’t expected him to prepare anything for her. Leonel stepped out first, opened her door personally, then took her hand and led her toward the villa. The moment he rang the bell, loud barking echoed from inside. Footsteps approached quickly. And the second the doors opened— Navia finally understood. “You’re… Louis Vale?” Louis Vale was an internationally renowned fashion designer and the former founder of one of the country’s most influential fashion magazines.

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

My eyes moved fast until they stopped on one name. Valerie. For a second, the air shifted. I read it more slowly this time. Valerie Vale. My jaw tightened. The image that loaded beneath the name erased all doubt. Vale. Liora’s friend. The quiet, charming one she spoke about and trusted enough to bring back into her world. But to me, Valerie was the submissive Nikolai sent to my hotel room in Toronto. The woman who knows exactly how to turn sin into art. Pretending she didn’t know whose bed she was walking into.

She’d thought the uproar was a disagreement about something that the Gamma warrior had revealed, or how completely unnecessary it had been for Nyx to disrespect the dead in that cabin. But they were actually talking about kicking her out? “The message about the Moonvalley pack was a trap; someone somehow took our Alpha, a wolf stronger than all of us, but you want to argue about whether I belong here or not?” she asked, her voice unsteady with the audacity in the room. “Your eyes turned red, Ava.” Riley’s voice was loud even though she still hid behind the others. “That’s not right. You’re like the demon wolf Elder Charles talked about. We’re not safe here with you.”

The first and only time she saw her cry was when her mother died. "It's nothing, Hannah," Caitlyn answered and sniffed, wiping her face with the back of her palm. "I'm fine," She said and managed to force a smile. "Are you sure?" She asked out of pure concern. "Yes, Hannah. Thank you. What brings you here?" The lady sighed and stretched a file to her. "Mr. Bernard asked me to give this to you to review after typing." "Oh, the CARIA case?" She asked, taking the file from her.

He has grey short hair but brown eyes that match Louis’s. Mum walks over to join us with Luna Amelie, Brett’s mother. “Hello my gorgeous girl.” She kisses both my cheeks and squeezes me into an embrace. “You look stunning.” “Thank you Luna Amelie, you look amazing.” I add. Luna Amelie has always been gentle towards me, even though she has a reputation for being quite a ruthless Luna. She is wearing a silver silk dress and diamond earrings. She has long wavy brown hair, the same colour as Brett’s, that is styled into a side ponytail. She gives me a once over before turning back to my Mum.